Dress, Old Navy; shoes, Gap Factory; bag, MbMJ (via eBay)
Behold: the finest in potato sack couture! But seriously, you guys – I love this dress. Like, marriage-material kind of love. Even though it makes me look like … well, a sack of potatoes. I’m not even gonna apologize for loving it. I love it that much. And it cost 14 whole dollars, which is a ridiculously low price to put on true love, but never change Old Navy, because in addition to run-on sentences I also love a cheap find.
So. Much. Love. You guys.
Blergh!
Ok, so all that aside, this is barely an outfit. Don’t hate me, ok? It was a warm afternoon, and this dress beckoned, and then my new Gap Outlet sandals winked at me, and I just had to put this on and call it done. And I know I’m going to do it again, because I basically want to live in this dress all summer long.
Best part: it’s not too short in the front OR the back. Yay for not accidentally flashing the mailman!
I feel like this is one of those outfits that looks 100% better in real life. Maybe I’m finally giving up embracing my current SAHM status and its casual wardrobe, but I felt very comfortable in this outfit. Not just nothing-pinches-and-I-can-breathe-fine comfortable, but feeling-good-and-loving-life comfortable. Know what I mean? But this photo is kind of … underwhelming. Boo. I’m going to blame it on the lighting being so damn poor. I still haven’t quite figured out when and how to take photos when it’s sunny outside. Wait! That makes it sound like I’m responsible; we can’t have that! Stupid, out-of-my-control lighting!
Also, there was other stuff happening:
Laughing at the very much not-imaginary noises coming from the back seat of the car
To wit: two small kids hooting and hollering in the back seat of the car. Luka is currently obsessed with “One More Night” by Maroon 5 (yes, he has deplorable taste in music), so he goes around “ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh”-ing. All. The. Time. His sister growls. Like, legit growls. (It is amusing to see people react to that after they’ve been cooing over the itty, bitty, cute baby for a few minutes. I call her “blood of the dragon”, because I have Targaryens on the brain, and she seems to like that. I know because she growls.) Anyway, the kids – partially responsible for the bad photos. Gosh, having kids is so convenient when it comes to making excuses, isn’t it?
Oh, and you can’t see it in said bad photos, but I was wearing a pretty necklace my husband gave me for my birthday last year. This one:
A big file I worked on before my mat leave was finally (and successfully) wrapped up, so the responsible senior partner invited me to join the rest of the team for celebratory drinks. An evening with adults? With adult talk, and adult beverages? Minus kids? Yes, PLEASE. I will even dress like a grown-up.
I had planned on wearing a dress for that purpose, but the weather conspired to botch my plans. Again. Whatcha got against me, Mother Nature? Humph! So, instead, I went with a boring but classic combo of sweater + button-down shirt. Snooooooooooze. At least I looked relatively presentable and professional … until the wind decided to re-arranged my coiffure, gratis.
